|[Bizzy Bone/Layzie Bone &Krayzie Bone:]
|Shit, who Bone Thugs?
|Hell yeah Bone Thugs
|Man them niggas broke up a long time ago
|Nigga what the fuck you talking bout?
|I'll tell you one thing
|Ain't nothing like that buddah lova bomb shit baby
|You right about that shit right there
|You know, Is that right?
|Nigga you gotta be kidding me
|Nigga give me a drink!
|Here nigga, here some Hennessy
|Man, them niggas can't be dying
|Bone Thugs Negro
|Don't know where you are?
|It can't be over!
|It ain't over with nigga, what you talkin' bout?
|Nigga gimme a drink.
|And tha haters can't stand it.
|They can't believe it. Bone Thugs~N~Harmony
|Ha ha ha, goddamn right nigga!
|What, What Rest in peace Little Eazy Godfather.
|Better call the police!
|Bone Thugs~N~Harmony, 2000 muthafuckas!
|Our Father who Art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name
|Will they prostitute me? [2x]
|Stay under surveillance
|Get out tha county, this nigga ain't got all my fuckin' jewelry
|Local niggas, got me fucked up Bone Thugs bitch
|Runnin' and we thuggin' it up
|Look at a creepin' on ah come up
|Ooooh, we don't wanna murda ya, and it's so mysterious
|How many niggas wanna kill us will they run up?
|Come kill me hater, murder with the ak.
|Play our, play our C Town, all the way through T Town.
|Northcoast keep goin.
|Ready for the Midwest invasion
|y'all niggas keep growin
|but know that I know we was saken
|fuck shit some niggas can't take it, respect that.
|But we poets and if you don't squash it, fuck some rap shit.
|I be on some many mack your ass attack shit.
|Ready to back that.
|Now who rollin'?
|Krayzie up in this muthafucka
|Nigga I'm rollin', and ain't leavin' this muthafucka untill somebody dead!
|And even though we know niggas bust back.
|Big bullets givin' muthafuckas heart attacks.
|Krayzie Bone never did roll with no hoes,
|Hell naw we lettin' muthafuckas know.
|Everybody on the floor!
|And this aint no goddamn joke!
|Nigga, break yourself or get broke!
|All I want is the money
|my cash flow
|and I'm leaving on the first thing smoking out to Cleveland
|We gotta get even.
|Even if it means I got to stop a muthafucka from breathin.
|And I'm waitin' for niggas to plot to rob me.
|Nigga that can explain the reason you fucked up, bleedin.
|Never forgot about guns, never forgot how to load em
|never forgot how to shoot em.
|Always a thug nigga what?
|Fuck it, let's shoot up the club.
|If any of you niggas get pumped
|thinkin' you thug and you jump, nigga, you goin' get stomped.
|And we goin' shut this whole thang down
|Going out with a big bang, pow!
|And that's how the thugs do it
|You know we get down and dirty
|Nigga, you know the story, don't make me, boil me
|Let's get ready for war
|Last year we was humble, nigga, this year we heartless
|So, any nigga that want static
|come meet us outside in the Yard, bitch!
|It's a hell of a job, when you marry the mob
|I put a ring on my finger and say goodbye to my kids
|Never ever will I be a legal citizen collectin' my dividends til the law
|Rollin in my Benz I go against the grain
|see, we ain't go change
|I take an eye for a eye
|Either thug or you die, and I ain't goin cry.
|Rock a bye bye, nigga, die-die
|Got a grudge against the judge
|tryin' to lock up my thugs
|wanna see us fall short
|Fuck it, I'ma blow up the court and show 'em no remorse.
|Hit 'em up with the C4, backdoor
|Nigga, let Stack go
|I'ma attack with rap and show the crooked ass law no love
|Better let dogs loose
|Got him, hold him up
|and on top of that, these niggas fuckin' with cuz
|All the real niggas in the streets with heat
|If you really got beef, then buck it, fuck it
|Nigga get disgusted, commit that 187 in public
|If you runnin' for your life
|In hot pursuit and you got to shoot to stay free, scream,
|Murda on the government, take me
|No surrender, no retreat
|Might as well say,
|Fuck this rappin', what's happenin?
|Layzie goin out blastin I'm smashin on any